Not far from the lake, Faramir found the small glade. The linden trees bore sword cuts, black arrows were buried deep in their limbs, yet still their heart-shaped leaves were green. Men fashioned shields from this tree, for its wood was not easily sundered.
Using his dagger, he dug up a sapling and wrapped a wet cloth about its roots. Beside the City gates, he tenderly settled the tree in the dirt. He foresaw that, in days to come, maidens would cut its sweet flowers, while men who once were soldiers sat in its shelter and watched the children play.
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